Myles yawned. He was bored out of his mind. Dani had insisted he and Beckett come over, so they could judge her outfits for her concert that night, and help her pick one. Of course, Juliet had to come too, since she actually knew something about fashion. So they were all standing in the hallway outside her bedroom door. Just then, the aformentioned door opened, and Dani stepped out scowling.
"Is all this really necessary?" Myles asked her.
"Yes, because the stupid chorus teacher says I can't wear jeans. Now, how does this look?" She was wearing a plain white shirt with a neckline that looked like it was choking her, and a long black and white striped skirt.
"No." Myles said. Beckett shook his head.
"The neckline's too high, and the skirts too long. You look like a prude." Juliet said. Dani sighed.
"My thoughts exactly." She went back in the room. "Hey, are you guys coming to my fourteenth birthday?" She called through the door.
"Of course we are, Dani." Myles said. She emerged from the room.
"Good." This time she was wearing a black, ruffly skirt, that fell just above her knees, leggings, and a shirt that had diamonds covering it.
"I don't think so." Juliet said. "You look young in that outfit." Dani sighed.
"Why don't I have any clothes?" She went back in the room. Barely a minute later, they heard
"Oh, I am not wearing this." She said. Juliet sighed.
"Come out, and show us." The door opened, and Dani hesitantly stepped out. Myles's jaw dropped. She was wearing a black dress. It stopped just below her knees. It had a halter top, and a neckline that was high enough for modesty, but low enough to look amazing. She blushed seeing his reaction.
"Perfect." He practically whispered.
"Now all that's left is for hair and makeup!" Juliet cried, dragging Dani back into the room.
Help me! She mouthed. Myles smirked. Beckett shrugged. And the door closed, sealing Dani in there with Juliet and a bag of makeup, which was a situation nobody wanted to find themselves in. Ever.
She was released two hours later, stumbling in the heels Juliet had forced her into. Her cheeks were pink, her large green eyes accented just a bit with some green eyeshadow and eyeliner. She looked breathtaking. And indeed Myles found that he couldn't breathe as she came down the stairs.
Stupid puberty. It's ruining everything.